My Wife is Amazing!!

So here I am having a Monday to rule all Mondays, stressed as hell.

Suddenly I get a text which links this and is accompanied by " I just bought this for you, I love you have a nice day"

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Relationship Goals = We've made it :)
Big deal, my wife gave me another day to live. IF I put my skivies in the hamper instead of leaving them on the floor. Plus she smiled at me, I think it was in 08.
 
Got my money's worth mate
Ahh, so you got an actual photo then. That explains the 'winner' status as I thought you had received just one of the text versions I posted and I would have felt short-changed myself. ;):D:p

In 1975 when I was an Aussie teenager in Saudi Arabia I was returning from a geological survey camp in the desert to Jeddah on the Red Sea coast. Alone with a Yemeni supply driver who spoke no English and who had one tape of Arabic music he played at full volume and tone on a tinny portable cassette player for 15 hours straight. Finally he stopped at a relative's house in Taif, a town on the 6000' edge of the Central Plateau where the US had installed a bunch of military radars. A huge 4' wide platter of rice, 2 chickens and all the trimmings like fruit and Camel's milk etc were provided for just the two of us watched by about 20 of the relative's Arab male friends. They came from everywhere to see the white man 'Quaja' and practice their non-existent English and kept us there playing chess and dominos for hours.

Some of them worked at the radar facility and proudly showed off their highly illicit **** - a 'classic' nude like those painted on WWII bombers but printed in alphabetic teletext characters that had been sent to them via Telex from Dallas, Texas. They thought it was the duck's guts:D:rolleyes:. Despite encouragement from me the driver would not leave until his mate's got their 3-4 hours entertainment and hospitality fulfilled. We were quite late leaving with a few hundred km to go and the driver deliberately missed the turn off to the Infidels Road bypass and tried to sneak me through Mecca which was banned to non-Muslims. Next thing we had check-post guards surrounding us and while the driver tried to explain why a submachine gun was poked in my blue eyed youthful face while I thought of scenes as later made in Midnight Express :(:eek:. They let us go eventually but he got fined and sacked over it. At least I made him happy and gave him some real Playboy mags when he dropped me off home. He probably made a fortune cutting them up and selling on the black market.;):D

I do have fond memories of the Infidel's Road though - the first time I had been at an indicated 150mph road speed, as a passenger in a Lamborghini Urraco that a friend of my parents had picked up for a pittance after a Saudi prince had left it parked when being Italian the electric windows failed and it got dusty inside.
 
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